LOGIN“See you guys later!” I yelled from Lena's porch as I waved at the two lovebirds frantically.Lena grinned, waving back with matching gusto…“Take care!” she yelled back, as Samuel opened the door guiding her in.“Don't bring any boys to our house, okay?” Samuel said, staring at me flatly.I glared at him, arms crossed over my chest.“Real funny, Samuel.”He smirked before going around to the driver's side and putting the car into motion.Lena's window rolled down and she popped her head out.“Bye, Rosie!”“Bye, Lee. Have fun, okay?”“Okay!”A tiny smile tugged at the corner of my lips as I watched the car roll out of sight.“Young love.” I muttered with a sigh.A ping from my phone grabbed my attention.‘Are you set?’‘Sure.’I slipped it back into my pocket.“Guess it's show time.” I went back into the house and began getting ready for my date with Mr Goldwells.………….Two hours later, I stared at myself in the full length mirror.I decided on an ankle-length royal blue satin dress
I sniffled quietly, blowing my nose into another wad of tissue as I curled further into myself on Lena's lap, as the bed squeaked faintly.“It's alright, Rosie.” Lena cooed, patting my back gently.“I'm so tired, Lee.” I croaked.“Shh… I'm here. You're okay now,” she muttered softly.Footsteps echoed from behind us, Lena turned to Samuel.“What is it?”He handed her phone to her.She frowned softly but lifted it to her ear.“Hello.”A sharp cough left my lips, burning my chest in the process.“Mr Gareth.”I sat up immediately, Lena glanced at me.“Yeah… she's here.”‘What does he want?’ I mouthed.“Uh… sure… I'll need to know if Rosie's fine with it though.”She nodded, then pulled the phone from her ear, pressed mute.“Mr Gareth wants to drop by.” “Absolutely not.”“He sounds pretty worried though.”“No, Lena. Tell him not to come.”She exhaled heavily, then placed the phone back to her ear.“She refused, sir.”She nodded again.“Okay.”She held out the phone to me.“He wants to talk
Mum rushed forward, pulling me away.“Stay the hell away from my daughter—”The words died in her throat as she took in the familiar face.She staggered back.“Richards?”“Dee…” Dad croaked.A loud gasp left her lips, she brought her palm over it, her eyes taking on a glassy hue.“Oh my God, Richy…” she whispered.Dad stepped closer.“It's me, Dee.”She dove for him, her arms wrapping around his neck while his came around her waist.“Richy…” she called again this time with tears rolling down her face.While I stood there still in shock.A small crowd began forming around us, murmuring and whispering amongst themselves.Mum's soft cries turned into loud wails as she hugged him tightly, almost as though if she let go—he’d disappear with the wind.And Dad—silent tears rolled down his face while he tried to reassure her that it was really him.They stayed like that for a while, then Mum eased back a bit. This time, taking his hands in hers.She sniffled loudly.“How?” she asked, her tone l
Silence.Her brows furrowed in puzzlement.“What?”My shoulders fell, as exhaustion washed over me.A humorless chuckle left my lips.Then finally—I exhaled heavily.“Scratch that, I think I've always liked him. For years now... I think the closeness just made everything worse.” I croaked.“Oh my God.” She gasped, covering her mouth with her palm.I sniffled, wiping at a tear that rolled down my face.“At least the only person that'll scrunch their face at you would be your mum and a few others. As for mine—”I scoffed.“I don't even want to think about it.”We fell into a longer silence this time.Tense.Awkward.“What are you going to do?” Angelica asked, breaking into the quiet.I shrugged carelessly.“I want to come clean about it.”“And him?”I opened my mouth, then clamped it shut.“I see…” Angelica mused.We both went quiet again.This time, I tapped my fingers against my skirt as my gaze stayed on Elana.Angelica's gaze stayed on Elana's, her eyes filled with mirth.Suddenly—
Louisa gasped dramatically.“Tu as tout à fait raison, Denise.” (You're absolutely right, Denise.)Louisa turned to Angelica and began talking to her.Well, more like scolding.Mum turned to me with a heavy exhale.“Okay, Rosie—”“She's a fucking bitch, Mum.” “I swear to God, Rosie—”“I know Mum.” I groaned. “You don't always have to threaten me to pass a message.”“God help me the day I decide not to do so, only for you to go and wreak havoc.”I pursed my lips.“I'll be on my best behavior.” I muttered dryly.“Thank you.”She turned back to Louisa and Angelica.I leaned towards her.“It's unfair that I'm not allowed to bitch back though.”“Rosie.”I straightened, rolling my eyes.“Fine, fine.”Louisa turned back to us with a smile, and somehow—Angelica now had a smile too.I mean, we could pretty much tell it was fake but anyway…The point was that she was actively trying.“Très bien, alors pourquoi ne pas vous laisser toutes les deux faire connaissance?”(Alright then, how about
“Come on, Rosie!” Mum's voice echoed downstairs.“Coming!” I yelled back.I spritzed perfume on my body then stared at myself in the full length mirror.I tied my hair into a ponytail, then gave myself the best no makeup look.I'd decided on a white off shoulder floral top, paired with a light pink satin skirt and floral white heels.Gorgeous.My cheeks heated up as Henry's voice floated into my mind.My gaze lingered on my reflection for a few seconds.Then I looked away.“Snap out of it, Rosie.”Last night wasn't something I wanted to think about right now.I grabbed my brown Louis Vuitton bag then headed downstairs.Mum stood at the foot of the stairs with an annoyed expression on her face.“Seriously?”“I'm sorry…” I drawled, with a large grin.She shook her head then headed for the door.Henry walked towards us.Hair messy, cheeks slightly flush.“Is he coming with us?”“Of course not, dearie.” Mum said with a small smile.“Today is just for me and you.”Thank goodness.A bright
My lips hurt.My teeth hurt.My head hurts.Scratch that—my whole fucking face hurts from smiling at some dumb shit that wasn't even funny.“I’ll see you later then, Andrew.” Jade said.Jade?Who names their fucking son Jade?“And, Rosie.” He turned to me with a megawatt-worthy smile.“Fuck what th
Days passed and we were finally back to Henry deciding to touch me sometimes.After I'd begged, of course and when luck wasn't on my side—he just wouldn't, no matter how much I begged.Currently, I was in the latter phase.It was funny how I had a feeling it'd come back to this.Push and pull.When
Henry's POV “Honestly, having you here has been the best thing this school has ever had, Mr Gareth.” Principal Nowell said with a smile.I smiled back.“I'm really glad to hear that, Principal Nowell.”“That reminds me, when's the play you and Rosie are working on coming to life?”I pursed my lips
Henry's POV Belinda rushed after me for the what time today? I lost count.“Henry.” She called.I ignored her, making my way to class 3-b.“Seriously? Henry.”I hastened my footsteps.“Henry!”Fingers wrapped around my arm, stopping me in my tracks.I pulled my arm away immediately, my eyes darted







